The Blowing of the War-Shell--The Fight in the Bay--Burning a Mongol
Junk.
The season of rains had passed over, and the valley was one mass of
verdure and flowers. Azolta, Zolca, and I were wandering along in the
early morning when the harsh note of the war-shell came from seaward,
and was taken up and repeated again and again. It was a most discordant
sound in such a scene of peace, and no wonder that Azolta started and
clung to me. Zolca’s eyes blazed, and he ran towards the men who were
approaching with the tidings. Two large vessels had appeared on the
horizon, evidently bearing down towards the settlement.
Thanks to our constant training there was no confusion in gathering our
forces. The archers mustered together under Paul; I had charge of the
slingers; and Zolca led the small body of men armed with swords and
shields. The women had been instructed to prepare plenty of food, and
also to have long strips of the stuff of which they made their dresses
ready for the wounded. Then we marched to the shore, old Quibibio
leading.
The two vessels were still at some considerable distance, so we halted
on the top of the rise and watched them approach.
Suddenly I recognized our coming enemies from old engravings in the
books of travel, which I had read. They were Mongols. I could tell by
their strangely-shaped vessels, with their huge lop-sided sails. I had
seen many pictures of these ships and of the people. I turned to an old
Quadruco near me and asked:
“Have not these people heads like this”--showing the back of my
hand--“and tails on their heads?”
“Yes,” he answered.
So I knew then that these were Mongol junks that were approaching, and
had not much fear, for I had heard that my countrymen in Java used these
Mongol people to work in the fields.
We had erected strong barricades at the foot of the low hills commanding
the bay, and along here the slingers and archers were posted in
alternate parties. Zolca and his swordsmen lay in readiness to rush down
and encounter any who might succeed in reaching the land in spite of our
volleys of arrows, spears, and stones.
As there was still ample time, the women went round distributing food
and drink to the men, and it was a pretty sight to see with what
coolness and cheerfulness they did it. But the fact was that Paul’s
organization, rude as it was, had infused great confidence in them,
after the loose disorderly way they had fought before. Azolta herself
brought me some food, and when she looked at me before going away I saw
that there were tears in her glorious eyes. Then before I knew what I
was doing, I caught her in my arms and kissed her. And this, on the eve
of battle, was our first kiss.
The wind now dropped, and the Mongol pirates put out sweeps and came
down more rapidly. Evidently some amongst them knew the way, for they
came straight into the bay, one leading, and as soon as they got as near
the shore as they dared they anchored, lying close alongside each other.
All our men kept under cover and maintained a perfect silence, as they
had been ordered to do. In this silence we could plainly hear the shouts
and orders of the pirates who seemed to be all talking at once. I had
small concern as to the result, for I had heard the Company’s sailors
speak most contemptuously of these Mongols. In this, however, I erred.
Heavy, clumsy boats were now dropped into the water and filled with men,
and some of them pulled towards my side of the bay, for Paul and I were
now posted on opposite sides. I noticed, however, that only about a
third of the boats left the ships, the others remaining as it were in
concealment, between the two vessels. This was a simple trick which had
however deceived the Quadrucos before and cost many lives. Namely, by a
feigned attack they had induced all the Quadrucos to rush to one point,
and then sent the remainder of the boats to an unguarded spot. We were
prepared for this, and the pirates were destined to receive a lesson.
On they came, three boat-loads, propelling their craft by standing up at
the oars and facing the bows. I allowed them to come so close that my
men got impatient; but I had my reasons for this, and was delighted to
see that all the men at the other side of the bay kept close. When the
boats were in quite shallow water I gave the signal, and such a storm of
arrows, spears, and stones burst on the astonished Mongols that they
turned tail at once. The leading boat had received such a hail of
missiles that the men were too staggered to stop her, and with the way
she had on, she grounded.
This I had anticipated, and giving the signal agreed on, Zolca and his
swordsmen came bounding down, Zolca yards ahead. The Mongols showed but
little fight and were cut down and killed without mercy, whilst some of
the Quadrucos received but slight wounds. My men kept up a relentless
fire on the other two boats as they clumsily turned round, and they must
have finally reached their ships half full of dead and dying.
While this was going on Paul told me he had the greatest difficulty in
keeping his men close, and had he not succeeded it would have spoilt
all. The Mongols, although making a great clamour on board their junks
at witnessing the repulse of their party, evidently believed that their
stratagem had succeeded, for the remainder of their boats, five in
number, now made for what they thought was the unguarded side of the
bay. Zolca and his men immediately started round to assist Paul, and I
and most of my men followed; which was fortunate, for the leader of this
party was more cautious, and ordered his boats to land at different
points, so that the attack was at five places at once.
This, however, did not save him or his force, for from their cover
Paul’s men suddenly assailed them with such a hurricane of arrows, &c.,
that they dared not approach. This leader, however, kept his boats out
of the very shallow water and ordered a number of his men overboard, to
land everywhere. The manœuvre caused delay, and by this time Zolca had
arrived, closely followed by me and my men, and the pirates struggling
in the water, unable to use their weapons properly, were all killed,
excepting a few who managed to regain their boats which made back for
the junks.
None of our men had been killed and only a few slightly wounded, so well
had we taught them to keep under cover, whilst the pirates had lost a
boat and over a hundred men killed, besides the wounded. By the capture
of the boat we gained a great number of weapons of all kinds, and from
the dead bodies many more were taken.
Naturally there was much rejoicing amongst the Quadrucos, and when I met
Azolta she kissed me of her own accord.
Meantime the pirates showed no signs of leaving, and, as I now know,
these piratical junks were packed full of men.
Paul drew my attention to what they were doing, which appeared to be
throwing one another overboard. He explained to me that they were simply
killing those who were very badly wounded, and throwing the bodies
overboard, this, seemingly, being their barbarous practice.
We next held a conference and came to the conclusion that the Mongols
intended to wait until night before attempting another onslaught. After
our men had eaten a good meal, and had some relaxation, we formed small
camps round the bay, where it would be handy for them to reach their
posts when wanted; a close watch being, of course, kept on the pirates.
The bay was now alive with sharks, attracted by the dead, but all the
bodies we could get I ordered to be taken to the rocky headlands and
thrown into the outer sea. So we soon got rid of the sight of these
hideous, yellow, flat-faced monsters, with their bald heads and black
tails.
I now called Paul and Zolca on one side and communicated to them an idea
which I had conceived. The moon rose about two hours after dark, and it
was most likely that the pirates would make their attempt shortly
before daylight. I therefore proposed to utilize these two hours of
darkness by attacking in our turn. It was now only an hour or so past
noon, so that we had ample time to prepare. When I explained my plan
Paul grasped it at once, and Zolca, although he did not fully comprehend
how it was to be done, would, after the success of the morning, have
done anything we desired. I sent for some of the most expert bowmen, and
with them we went back to the town, which was rash; but then we could
have reached the shore in time had there been any sign of another
attack. Paul made these men practise shooting up in the air, so that the
arrows would fall straight down as if from a height; he measured off a
certain distance, and after a short time they grew very skilful at it,
making the arrows drop almost exactly within the mark every time.
Meanwhile Zolca and I started some of the women to make three huge
bundles of dry palm-leaves; and these, when finished, were bound
together at the top, and a loop attached. We then put them to soak in
the palm-oil that we used for our lights at night.
Our preparations were now complete, and we had nothing to do but wait
and watch until nightfall. There is but little twilight in this country,
and as soon as it became too dusk for the Mongols to see us we sent men
to collect all the available canoes. When quite dark Paul and I took the
smallest canoe and set out for the pirate junks. Our intention was to
cut those boats adrift which had not been taken on board again, but were
towing astern. We did not paddle, but I propelled the canoe from the
stern by means of a lance, while Paul lay in the prow with one of the
sharpest swords we could get, ready in his hand. It was very dark, and
once under the tall side of the junk we were comparatively safe.
It was a strange feeling to be so close to these wretches, and hear them
jabbering and quarrelling overhead. No order appeared to be kept, for
they all seemed talking at the same time and none listening. Cautiously
we made our way under the stern, which, sloping outwards, completely
sheltered us. Here we noted what we wanted to see for our next move, and
then I gently impelled the canoe towards the boats. The tide was rising
so that the junks swung shoreward, which was just what we wanted. Four
boats were towing astern, and after a few noiseless cuts from the keen
blade they were floating towards the land. No alarm had been given, and
in a few moments the three boats belonging to the other junk were adrift
and following the first four.
We did not wait any longer, but I sculled the canoe straight away at
right angles. It was lucky I did so, for a tremendous uproar arose on
both ships, somebody having caught sight of the boats drifting away.
Thinking that whoever had cut the boats loose must be on board, they
directed a shower of arrows after them, taking no heed in our direction.
Some of the pirates jumped overboard, but doubtless the sharks took all
save one, and he actually swam to one of the boats, and was there
transfixed by an arrow from one of his own countrymen, for his dead body
lay in the bottom when the boats stranded--which they very soon did, for
the tide here rises thirty feet or more and makes very rapidly.
We landed at another part of the beach and began our preparations for
the real assault. Zolca was delighted with our safe return, and as our
time of darkness was but short, we hurried on with everything.
The hubbub on board the junks still continued, but of that we thought
little--they could do no more.
Our picked bowmen were drafted into the boats, and we soon had them
stationed at what we calculated was the right distance from the ships.
We had judged most admirably, for by the shouts of alarm and fear we
could tell that the arrows were falling on the pirates like rain from
heaven. Zolca was in charge, and by our instructions he kept up the fire
intermittingly, that is to say, he would give them one volley, then,
after an uncertain interval, another, so that they did not know when to
expect it.
Now our turn came, with the three bundles of oil-soaked palm-leaves and
some live coals carefully covered up, we started in the same canoe that
had done us such good service already. We pulled to Zolca’s boat, and he
ordered one vigorous volley which must have made the Mongols skip below
again. Then we shot like an arrow, straight as we could paddle, for we
had determined to throw off all disguise. The stern of the junk where
we had been before was reached in safety, and on the great, creaking
rudder we hung one of our fire-bundles, the other two we suspended
anywhere we could, driving them fast into their places with three swords
we had brought with us for the purpose. Having a lance with us, with a
bundle of this same stuff at the head, we floated back a bit, lighted
this at the hot coals, and touched off the fire-bundles. All this we
were enabled to do unobserved, for the sterns of these junks overhang
the water a long way, so that it was like a roof over us; moreover, the
pirates were all under cover, expecting another shower of arrows.
The oil-soaked bundles burst into immediate flame. Paul hurled the
burning spear on board, where it set fire to the roof of their
cooking-house, and we paddled desperately back without any harm. Zolca
ordered one more volley, and we drew out of the circle of light and
waited.